There Is Nothing Worse For Mortals Than

His Native Home Deep Imag'd In His Soul.

One Rogue Leads Another.

Everything Is More Beautiful Because We're Doomed. You Will Never Be Lovelier Than You Are Now. We Will Never Be Here Again.

A Hunter Of Shadows, Himself A Shade.

Never To Be Cast Away Are The Gifts Of The Gods, Magnificent, Which They Give Of Their Own Will, No Man Could Have Them For Wanting Them.